the colour of a clear, happy sky,
the colour of the deep, mysterious ocean.
blue,
the colour of mesmerising eyes,
eyes that captivate yet bare the soul of one's person.
they say the eyes are a gateway to one's soul.
eyes, blue as day, hold something gentle,
yet harsh and cold.
blue,
the colour of sadness.
drawing you in with their softness,
within a blink, scares and sends shivers with an icy gaze.
soft pools of blue,
with hints of imperfections.
-The Moon's Child
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Thoughts of a Moon Child
PoesiaThey say the Moon sat alone in the sky, stars just out of reach to comfort it each night. Little did they know, a child of the Moon would recite poetry of her own for she shared the same loneliness as the one in the night sky. [cover image is not m...
